The Long-awaited Mr Han

Chapter 1790: Routine

Han Zhuoling opened the suitcase and saw Shi Xiaoya ’s response. He said, "I have n’t told you before. Before I met you, my job was really first. But after I met you, my job was only for You give way. Now you are first, and of course I will be here with you first. "

"Why? When I was just talking to you nicely?" Han Zhuo Ling stopped his movements and looked at Shi Xiaoya dangerously.

Shi Xiaoya dared to admit it, and quickly shook her head, "Of course I believe in you. It's the same thing to hear, but now I see it, I'm still surprised."

Han Zhuo Ling did not know if he had believed it, and pulled out the pajamas he brought from the suitcase.

"Throw my pajamas in your washing machine and wash them," Han Zhuo Ling said.

That is, other clothes cannot be machine-washed, otherwise all of them will be thrown to Shi Xiaoya.

Shi Xiaoya didn't think much, although she didn't quite understand why Han Zhuo Ling took out the two pajamas, and asked to wash it now.

She nodded, took Han Zhuo Ling's pajamas, and threw them into the washing machine.

Then, I heard Han Zhuoling said, "The clothes are washed and you can just leave them here."

Shi Xiaoya: "..."

If she still doesn't understand what Han Zhuo Ling means, she is silly!

The man hadn't given up to live in. He was turning around and left his things little by little in her house.

Shi Xiaoya thought so, suddenly, her eyes fell on the slippers that Han Zhuo Ling was wearing.

A flash of light flashed through my head, and I was about to be caught, but was interrupted by the ringtone of my phone.

She had previously placed the phone on a coffee table, and Han Zhuo Ling glanced at the screen showing "Brother".

It was from Shi Nancang.

Shi Xiaoya picked up, "Brother."

"Xiaoya, are you home?" Shi Nancang asked.

He knew the approximate time when Shi Xiaoya would return today.

"Well, when I got home, I was still packing up." Shi Xiaoya said heartily that Shi Nancang would not come to her.

Shi Xiaoya looked nervously at Han Zhuo Ling.

"Do you have to order takeaway again at night?" Asked Shi Nancang.

"Uh ..." Shi Xiaoya hesitated.

Coming back so tired, she was really powerless to cook dinner.

Had planned to go out to a restaurant with Han Zhuo Ling to eat, or order takeaway.

As soon as Shi Xiaoya hesitated, Shi Nancang thought he was right.

"It's almost time, and it's just right for you to go out now," said Shi Nancang. "I booked a room in Shengyue and waited for you to come and eat."

The room was quiet because even Han Zhuo Ling didn't make a sound while talking on the phone with Shi Nancang.

The voice of Shi Nancang leaked out of his mobile phone.

Han Zhuo Ling raised an eyebrow.

He also wanted to eat alone with Shi Xiaoya.

It does n’t matter if it ’s a takeaway.

Only he and Shi Xiaoya were staying quietly at home.

Just for this, he didn't go to work.

As a result, Shi Nancang asked Shi Xiaoya to eat?

Shi Xiaoya said, "Brother, I have just returned. It's too tiring to record a show these two days. Today, I've been on the road for almost all day.

"So ..." Shi Nancang wanted to change his mind as soon as he heard it.

As soon as the result was about to be spoken, Shen Shi'an was relieved.

Shi Nancang glared at him, and Shen Shi'an quickly begged for mercy.

Shi Nancang had to say, "Will I pick you up? I will take you home after dinner."

Shi Xiaoya noticed something wrong. "Brother, what's going on? Why must you let me pass? Is there something wrong?"

(End of this chapter)